How many of us have done this in our lives? When do we
stop?


The window is cold
My breath is warm
On the window a fog has began to form.

Wiping away the fog that blinds my view
I peek out the window to see the morning dew.

Autumn has surely passed
Snow will soon fall
I sit here imagining every aspect of it all.

These are the seasons
That brings joy to my heart
I always find myself creating 
Window fog art.







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